Slaying Ghosts of the Evil-Punishing Bureau, Zhong Kui's Inheritance
Zhong Cheng gripped the broad, sturdy Judge Ghost-Slaying Blade tightly in his hand.
The Taiyin Gang Wind on the Battle Platform swept across the blade, causing the cinnabar runes on it to glow crimson.
Chen Changqing stood still, his hands hanging naturally at his sides, sizing up the man opposite him.
Zhong Kui, the Evil-Punishing Bureau.
One of the four judges of the Underworld, he is in charge of the evil spirits in the human world and hell. He is ranked among the Orthodox Gods of the Underworld and his power is even greater than that of ordinary ghost messengers Yin Marshal.
The Wang Family brothers summoned nothing more than projections of the White Impermanence, while the Zhong Family were actually direct descendants of the judge Zhong Kui.
Chen Changqing showed no fear on his face; on the contrary, the Pure Yang Origin in his palm began to pulsate slowly.
"The Evil-Punishing Bureau?"
Chen Changqing pressed down with one hand, his body upright.
"Since embarking on the path of cultivation, I, Chen, have slain demons and killed prodigies, but I have yet to meet a true judge of the Underworld."
"Please make your move."
Zhong Cheng exhaled a breath of stale air, and the white bone ground beneath his feet shattered into several pieces on the spot.
Boom!
Zhong Cheng was enveloped in a dense, dark red Sha Qi.
Unlike the cold and Yin Baleful Intent of ordinary Ghost Cultivators, this Sha Qi is mixed with a fierce and majestic righteous energy, which is the Demon-Subduing Baleful Intent that the Department of the Evil-Punishing Bureau is responsible for judging.
"The Judge Condemns Sin Distinguish Good and Evil!"
Zhong Cheng gripped the knife with both hands and darted forward.
Its massive body unleashed an incredibly terrifying speed, instantly tearing the air apart in a straight white line.
The Ghost-Slaying Blade slashed downwards at an angle.
The black and red blade light was a hundred feet long, heading straight for Chen Changqing's face. Around the blade, strange phenomena of Iron Tree Hell vaguely appeared.
Chen Changqing used the Drunken Immortal Moon-Gazing Step, shifting his body three inches across the gap.
The violent blade of light grazed his robes and slashed at the bone platform, creating a chasm tens of feet wide.
Before the blade could settle, Zhong Cheng flipped his wrist, and the black back of the blade suddenly slammed horizontally.
"Second move, Determine Life and Death!"
The thick blade exerted immense pressure, sealing off any gaps for dodging.
Chen Changqing refused to back down.
The "Primordial Nine-Turn Body Refining Art" circulated within his body, and pale gold patterns covered his fist.
Heavenly Emperor Divine Fist, First Form.
The Heavenly Collapse!
Chen Changqing threw a punch straight at the back of the knife.
The fist collided with the judge's blade.
When!
The deafening roar caused the clouds surrounding the Floating Island to churn violently.
The violent recoil surged into Zhong Cheng's body along the blade. Zhong Cheng groaned, his feet carving two deep furrows in the ground, and he staggered back several feet before barely managing to dissipate the force.
Chen Changqing remained perfectly still, his white robe swaying gently.
"The aura of achieving physical sainthood is truly domineering."
Zhong Cheng steadied himself and wiped away a trickle of blood seeping from his chin.
"But before the judgment of the Evil-Punishing Bureau, no matter how strong the physical body is, it cannot withstand the backlash of cause and effect."
Zhong Cheng planted his broadsword in the ground in front of him and rapidly formed hand seals.
"Judge Condemns Sin, Third Move: Slay the Evil Soul!"
A crimson giant blade composed of Orthodox God Principle appeared out of thin air.
This strike doesn't cut through the physical body; it directly targets the Sea of Consciousness and soul.
Countless lonely ghosts and wandering spirits cried out and begged for mercy in the void, as the blood-red giant blade pierced through the void and stabbed straight into Chen Changqing's brow.
If it were an ordinary True Lord, his Primordial Spirit would be instantly erased by the laws of cause and effect in the face of this blade that specifically severs the soul.
However, within Chen Changqing's Sea of Consciousness, all Twelve Primordial Spirits simultaneously opened their eyes.
The Nine Great Red-Gold Primordial Spirits rose like blazing suns, while the Three Great Star Primordial Spirits descended with countless starlight.
Five thousand miles of Divine Sense suddenly spread out, transforming into an indestructible barrier of Divine Sense.
Laugh!
The crimson giant blade pierced within three feet of Chen Changqing's body, as if it had crashed into an invisible wall of divine iron, and could not advance any further.
With a flash of golden light, the entire blood-red giant blade was shattered in the void by Divine Sense, turning into countless stardust fragments scattered across the sky.
Zhong Cheng suffered a backlash from the Divine Ability, staggering back seven steps, black blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
"Such a powerful Divine Sense... you are definitely not just an ordinary True Lord!"
Zhong Cheng clenched his fists, his chest heaving violently.
He unleashed the three deadly moves of the Judge Blade Technique in succession, but not only did he fail to harm Chen Changqing in the slightest, he also caused his own Qi and Blood to become disordered.
Upon seeing this, all the Ghost Cultivators on the viewing platform felt a chill run down their spines.
Zhong Cheng's Evil-Punishing Bureau's combat prowess is widely recognized in the Central Domain; his Judge's Blade has cleaved several Heavenly Monarch- level monsters in two.
But right now, he couldn't gain the slightest advantage over Chen Changqing.
Standing at the edge of the Stone Platform, Nangong Tian, his expression indifferent, slowly straightened up.
"Zhong Cheng, there's no need to test him."
Nangong Tian's cold voice rang out.
"This Cultivator from the Yang Realm possesses extremely profound abilities; ordinary methods are ineffective against him."
"If you can't show your true abilities, you should admit defeat as soon as possible to avoid following in the footsteps of the Wang Family."
Upon hearing Nangong Tian's words, Zhong Cheng's face twitched violently several times.
He pulled the Ghost-Slaying Blade from the ground, and his previously damaged aura actually increased instead of decreasing, his eyes flashing with determination.
"Admit defeat? The Zhong Family has never had anyone retreat without a fight!"
Zhong Cheng tore open his battle robe with one hand, revealing his broad chest covered with sword and knife scars.
Right in the center of his heart, a scarlet vermilion mark, the mark of a judge, was pulsating violently, radiating a vast and ancient divine power.
"Very good!"
Zhong Cheng raised his head and let out a roar that shook the Firmament.
"It seems we have no choice but to use the power of our ancestor today!"
Boom!
The sky above the Floating Island instantly turned a viscous, blood-red color.
The Judge's Brush mark on Zhong Cheng's chest suddenly collapsed, turning into billions of blood-red inscriptions that surged wildly into his back.
In an instant, an extremely ancient rune appeared behind him.
The runes were naturally generated by the Heaven and Earth Laws, outlining a majestic appearance of a person wearing a scholar's cap and with an iron-like face.
Immediately afterwards.
The void shook violently, and the entire towering White Bone Battle Platform creaked under the strain.
Sizzle!
The sky above their heads was forcibly torn open by a pair of invisible giant hands, revealing a majestic gate that was thousands of feet high.
This portal is different from the eerie black hole summoned by the Wang Family brothers before.
The door frame is made entirely of black Black Tortoise, and a Bronze Mirror hangs above the lintel, its light illuminating the heavens and earth and dispelling all filth and evil spirits in the world.
On either side of the gateposts, two lines of large, blood-red characters are carved:
Humans judge right and wrong, the Underworld punishes the wicked!
From within the magnificent gate came the chilling sound of war drums, accompanied by the agonizing cries of countless Fierce Ghosts whose collarbones were pierced by iron chains.
This magnificent and awe-inspiring phenomenon was many times larger than the scene when the White Impermanence appeared.
All the elders from various cities in Heavenly Gate Plaza stood up from their seats.
"This... this is the main gate leading directly to the Division of the Evil-Punishing Bureau?!"
The Blood Baleful Intent City elder's voice was shrill, his face filled with horror.
"The Zhong Family not only inherited the bloodline, but they can also directly connect to the Origin God Realm of the Evil-Punishing Bureau!"
Inside the elegant seating area on the high platform, the Rakshasa Ghost King pressed his hands against his knees, his knuckles turning white from the force.
"Judge Zhong Kui, True Immortal- level Orthodox God of the Underworld."
"Although it was separated by many realms and what descended was merely a projection of divine will, it was still genuine divine might!"
"If this Human Race Cultivator doesn't possess extraordinary abilities, he's surely dead!"
On the Floating Island.
Zhong Cheng knelt down, raised the Ghost-Slaying Blade high above his head, and slammed his forehead heavily onto the White Bone Battle Platform.
Blood stained the bone plates.
"Zhong Cheng, an unworthy descendant of the Zhong Family, respectfully requests the presence of our ancestor!"
Zhong Cheng's voice, filled with utmost respect and piety, echoed throughout the heavens and earth for a long time.
The next moment.
The majestic stone gate, suspended in the void, suddenly opened to both sides with a roar!
Two heavy doors were slowly pushed open, and dazzling crimson and Golden Light burst forth, sweeping away the churning sea of gloomy clouds for three thousand miles.
Heavy, authoritative footsteps slowly emerged from inside the door.
Thump!
Thump!
With each step, the Earth Veins on the entire Floating Island trembled violently.
A tall and imposing figure stepped out from the crimson and Golden Light.
The figure was three thousand feet tall, wearing an iron crown, with a face as dark as the bottom of a pot, and thick beards that stood up like steel needles.
He was wearing a wide, crimson robe, with a jade-inlaid python belt around his waist.
What is most eye-catching is the three-foot-long sword hanging at his waist.
The sword was not drawn, but the righteous energy it exuded caused all the ancient evil spirits in the entire Minor World to prostrate themselves on the ground, trembling in fear.
The four judges of the Underworld: Zhong Kui, the Evil-Punishing Bureau!
The moment the Faxiang appeared, all the ghosts fell silent!
Zhong Cheng's aura surged wildly in that instant.
The Law Power that had been falling through broke through the Heavenly Monarch barrier, traversing the Early Heavenly Monarch Stage and reaching the Late Heavenly Monarch Stage Perfection!
Crimson divine flames surged and roared around Zhong Cheng, his body lifted by divine power and suspended in front of the Zhong Kui Faxiang's chest, merging with this enormous phantom.
"Chen Changqing!"
Zhong Cheng's voice had been completely replaced by Zhong Kui's divine voice, rough and majestic, like a thunderclap.
"What else do you have to say before the Faxiang this venerable ancestor?!"
Directly opposite the Battle Platform.
Chen Changqing braved the terrifying divine power emanating from him, his white robes billowing and his black hair dancing wildly in the gale.
The aura of Orthodox Gods is indeed more difficult to deal with than that of ordinary demons and evil spirits.
But for him, who had opened up nine Purple Mansions and condensed Twelve Primordial Spirits, this pressure could not shake his Dao Heart in the slightest.
"Just because you summoned a remnant of Divine Sense, you think you can control my life and death?"
Chen Changqing stood tall, one hand resting on the hilt of the Immortal Execution Sword.
"The Underworld punishes evil, governing the wicked ghosts of the world and slaying the troublesome demons."
"I, Chen, have cultivated myself to the point of no return, and my conduct has been upright and righteous. You, the judge, cannot judge me!"
"How arrogant!"
Zhong Cheng flew into a rage.
The three-thousand-foot-tall red-robed Faxiang above its head also glared angrily, its enormous hand suddenly gripping the hilt of the Divine Sword at its waist.
"Kill!"
With a loud shout, the entire world was enveloped in a chilling aura.
Clang!
Zhong Kui, clad in red robes, draws his Divine Sword from its sheath!
A crimson beam of light, tens of thousands of feet long, tore through the Firmament, carrying the righteous majesty of judging heaven and earth, and slashed down towards Chen Changqing in the very center of the White Bone Battle Platform!
This strike was enough to cleave the entire vast ice plain in two!
The Demon-Subduing Divine Sword cleaved down from the sky.
A crimson glow illuminated the entire Firmament of the Minor World, and the raging divine Principle, like ancient divine mountains, crashed down on the White Bone Battle Platform.
Under immense pressure, the four thousand-foot-long White Bone Demon Swords surrounding the Battle Platform emitted mournful cries, and the cracks on their surfaces rapidly expanded.
Faced with this devastating sword strike, Chen Changqing did not retreat an inch.
Within his body, the Twelve Primordial Spirits simultaneously roared to the sky.
The Nine Great Red-Gold Primordial Spirits shone brightly, their surfaces revealing profound and ancient patterns; the Three Great Star Primordial Spirits cast down endless starlight, which converged into a vast sea of stars within the Sea of Consciousness.
The Pure Yang Origin was pushed to its limit.
The immense power of the "Invincible Immortal Ascension Technique" was no longer concealed and erupted completely!
"The Human Emperor subdues the heavens, borrowing the laws of heaven and earth!"
Chen Changqing raised his left hand, his five fingers spread open.
The secret martial art of the Nine Provinces Divine Dynasty, the "Human Emperor Heaven-Suppressing Seal -Secret Art," has manifested once again, incorporating the fierce and deadly power of the Invincible Sword Domain.
A massive, golden ancient seal solidified in the void.
The mountains, Nine Provinces, and people of the land depicted on the bottom of the seal seemed to come alive, and the vast Humanity’s Destiny down from the seal like a silver river falling from the heavens.
Not only that.
Chen Changqing gripped the Immortal Execution Sword with his right hand, and the entire Spirit Treasure flying sword emitted a clear and melodious sword cry.
The Quasi-Houtian Spirit Treasure, forged in the Heavenly Void Divine Pool, finally revealed its unparalleled sharpness in suppressing immortals and demons.
The fourth move of the Immortal Execution Sword Technique.
Dao Reversal!
A hazy, chaotic Sword Light shot out from the tip of the sword, Sky-Splitting Spear, carrying a terrifying Sword Intent that reversed yin and yang and overturned the universe, piercing straight into the sky.
Rumble!
The golden seal and the chaotic Sword Light merged into one, directly confronting the ten-thousand-foot-long crimson cloud that subdued demons.
Two destructive forces clashed violently above the Floating Island.
At the epicenter of the impact, space collapsed instantly into a pitch-black void hundreds of miles in diameter.
The blinding light temporarily blinded all the Cultivators in the Heavenly Gate Plaza outside.
Click!
The Crimson Clouds that Subdued Human Emperor's Seal.
The trend of humanity naturally transcends the ordinary path of the gods!
The boundless Humanity’s Destiny transformed into a surging torrent, forcefully suppressing and extinguishing the raging flames of the divine path that filled the sky.
Immediately afterwards, the Chaos Sword Ray of the Immortal Execution Sword, like a blue dragon tearing through the long night, forcefully pierced through the Sword Qi barrier of the Demon-Subduing Divine Sword and slashed fiercely in the center of Zhong Kui Faxiang's chest!
"Roar!!"
The three-thousand-foot-tall red-robed Faxiang let out a painful roar.
A deep, bottomless rift was sliced open in the massive chest by the Chaos Sword Ray, and divine blood rained down in a shower of crimson flames.
Zhong Cheng was struck dumb, and his divine power began to leak out wildly.
"How could this be...? The Ancestor's Divine Sword has actually been broken?!"
Zhong Cheng's eyes were filled with disbelief and horror.
That was a projection of the will of True Immortal Orthodox God from the Underworld, wielding the Demon-Subduing Divine Sword. Even a true Peak Heavenly Monarch Stage Cultivator would perish on the spot.
But Chen Changqing not only blocked it, but also severely injured Faxiang with a single blow!
"Give me the town!"
Chen Changqing's white robes fluttered as he stepped into the air.
He unleashed the Drunken Immortal Moon-Gazing Step to its fullest extent, his figure transforming into a blur in the void before instantly appearing directly in front of Zhong Kui Faxiang's head.
With both hands pressed down, the enormous golden seal, ten thousand feet tall, crashed down!
Boom!
The seal slammed directly onto the iron crown of the red-robed Faxiang.
The crisp cracking sounds continued incessantly.
The entire majestic 3,000- Zhong Kui Faxiang cracked inch by inch under the extreme pressure of the Human Emperor Heaven-Suppressing Seal -Suppressing Seal!
The body, formed from the Principle the divine way, was transformed into countless crimson specks of light under the crushing force of Pure Yang Qi and Blood and the might of the Human Emperor.
The majestic stone gate above the Floating Island trembled violently before collapsing into nothingness under the relentless barrage of Sword-Ray.
Puff!
Zhong Cheng's massive body, having lost the support of divine power, plummeted straight down from a great height, crashing heavily onto the edge of the Battle Platform.
All the bones in his body were shattered, and his thick Ghost-Slaying Blade was broken in two, scattered in the pool of blood.
Zhong Cheng struggled to raise his head, his eyes devoid of any fighting spirit, filled only with utter numbness and despair.
The Faxiang was shattered, and the original divine seal was destroyed.
Chen Changqing, his white robes fluttering, slowly descended from the sky back to the center of the Battle Platform, his Immortal Execution Sword not striking down.
The Immortal Execution Sword flicked lightly, stopping three inches in front of Zhong Cheng's throat.
You are different from the Wang Family brothers.
Chen Changqing spoke calmly.
"You Divine Dao of Borrowing Power, maintain a righteous heart, and act with integrity and uprightness."
"Out of consideration for Judge Zhong Kui's merits in slaying demons and monsters, I will spare your life today."
"Admit defeat, or die."
Zhong Cheng stared intently at the young man before him, his chest heaving a few times, before he closed his eyes bitterly.
"Mr. Zhong... admits defeat."
With a hoarse voice, the dark light of the Battle Token floating on Zhong Cheng's chest dissipated, and he was enveloped by the array light of the Floating Island, instantly teleporting off the Battle Platform.
[In the third battle, Chen Changqing of Dark Moon City emerged victorious!]
The deep, resonant voice of the Black Armor Ghost Immortal pierced the clouds and echoed throughout the heavens and earth.
Silence.
On the Heavenly Gate Plaza, tens of thousands of Cultivators held their breath, and could even hear their own hearts pounding.
Break through the White Impermanence, sever the white bone spear.
Now, he has even smashed the true Faxiang of Zhong Kui, the Evil-Punishing Bureau, with his bare hands!
This level of combat power has completely shattered everyone's conventional wisdom.
On the high platform, the Dark Moon Ghost Lord gently stroked his black hair, a captivating smile blooming on his lips.
The Rakshasa Ghost King and his companions had grim expressions, radiating a chilling aura.
On the Floating Island.
Chen Changqing sheathed the Immortal Execution Sword with a backhand motion, his Qi and Blood calming and converging.
Above the Battle Platform, Nangong Tian, who had been watching coldly with his arms crossed, slowly lowered his hands.
The black mandalas beneath his feet bloomed violently, forming a long imperial bridge spanning the void.
Nangong Tian stepped onto the long bridge and walked step by step onto the White Bone Battle Platform.
The black Yama Ancient Sword that hovered above their heads finally unsheathed itself by half a foot, revealing its jet-black blade.
A chilling and domineering imperial aura swept across the entire arena.
"To force Zhong Cheng to summon the Zhong Kui Faxiang, and even shatter it head-on, you are indeed worthy of being my opponent."
Nangong Tian stood at the other end of the Battle Platform and drew the Yama Emperor Sword from his waist.
The sword was aimed directly at Chen Changqing's throat.
"However, this is where the good luck ends."
"I will use the pure Yama Emperor Scripture to grind every inch of your bones into dust in front of all the powerful beings of the Nine Netherworlds."
"This Spirit Treasure, and your life, I, the young master, will accept!"
Chen Changqing raised his eyelids and calmly met the sharp gaze.
Two terrifying battle intents clashed fiercely in the void of the Battle Platform, and the sea of clouds surrounding the entire Floating Island vanished in an instant!
The final battle is about to begin!